Who: Rebekah and Hayley When: Early afternoon Where: Mikaelson Place What: Bonding time; Catching up Rating: Low Status: Closed
Under the weight of a sworn oath, a promise, to her half brother, Rebekah's eternal life remained intact in the one place she was supposed to never venture again: New Orleans. Coming back here had been perhaps the worst and the best thing she'd ever done. Upon hearing a certain wolf pack had come under attach in the bayou, Rebekah couldn't hold herself back. Fear for her niece and the young woman carrying the baby, Hayley, drove her to abandon her new found, glorious freedom and return to the very cage she so willingly allowed herself to be evicted from. Unfortunately, her plan of checking quickly on Hayley and dropping in on Elijah before making for the city limits was dashed when her car and herself was abruptly stopped at the edge of town, right before open road. Though she pressed the accelerator to the car floor, the car did not go forward. It jerked and then stopped, held back from going anywhere by some invisible force field. It was magic no doubt, but why? Her brother wanted her gone, why would he do something to keep her locked in the city? Unaware of the random people appearing all over New Orleans at the time, Rebekah continued to put pressure on the pedal, but still to no avail at all. The car sputtered back and forth, thick smoke filled the air around her, settling around her like a thick fog, but her efforts were in vein. The car remained behind the invisible wall and Rebekah reluctantly and with more than a bit of fear in her heart, backed up and returned to the city that she had loved, helped destroy, and which in turn, would now spell her own end.
With Marcel under house arrest somewhere, Rebekah wandered, taking sheltered in whatever bar or resturant she came across. She had to keep moving. If she stopped, the chances of Niklaus finding her increased dramatically. The whole time she kept in contact with Hayley and Elijah. That was when she saw Caroline was suddenly in New Orleans on the network along with a bunch of other people from different places. The strange thing? No one knew how they came to be here. No one had been on their way to New Orleans and like herself, none of them could leave. Caroline actually wanted to help her with her situation with Nik, but Rebekah scoffed. Why would she help Rebekah with anything ever? Rebekah had been part of the destructive force that had changed Caroline's life forever and taken quite a few of her fellow townspeople along with it permanently. Besides, Rebekah had never been nice to Caroline, to any of them really, and the thought of Caroline actually standing up for her to Nik, going to the plate for her like she did so many countless others who were far from in the hybrid's good graces, was ironic and not likely to work. She'd tried to kill her brother, but worse yet, she had been responsible for him losing his hold on New Orleans in the first place and it being literally destroyed. For putting them on the run for centuries all over again. It was a harsh blow and Rebekah knew Klaus had spared her out of love, twisted and crazy as it was to say, it was because she was family that she remained alive now. How long? Rebekah didn't have much faith. The only reason Klaus had not hunted her down yet was because of the sudden influx in tourists and the obvious scent of magic about the entire thing. When Nik himself reached out to her, Rebekah was stunned and knew in her gut it was the end, but she answered him anyway. She'd never been one to be frightened of her brother or to back down from confrontation with the true immortal being on this planet.
Instead of making good on his promise to end her life, he agreed to make a truce of some kind with her. Since the blond had no idea when she would be able to leave New Orleans, if at all again, she agreed to the terms as strangely, her brother agreed to hers. All of it hung on her loyalty to him. A pledge that she would not betray him ever again with anyone, Marcel included. It was a heavy price to pay, but Rebekah found herself making it under the condition the family acted like a family. They went into this brewing war, the fiery conflict between the wolves, vampires, and witches together. It meant they made choices together. They fell together, too. Beyond all of this, she need his protection as much as he needed her loyalty and they'd always been stronger as one then they had ever been apart. Perhaps they could salvage what was left of their family in time as well. Hayley was right: the baby was changing her brother for the better.The unborn infant was probably the most critical part of Rebekah earning salvation for at least a few more months. Her niece had also earned her a place back in Klaus's home, the one he shared with Elijah and Hayley. She'd just dumped her bags in her old room, strangely untouched despite the pain that caused her exit from the city, and vowed to unpack after finding herself a glass and taking a taste or two of some of her brother's rather expensive bourbon. At least he had a bit of good taste here and there. Finding a glass and the liquor, she poured herself a glass and settled into one of the vacant chairs in the living room. Oddly, she found herself at peace, ironic despite whose home she currently resided in.